Jason staggered to his feet, his large balls swaying in their sack. They hung quite low and made walking a bit more challenging. While Jason was preoccupied with his enlarged manhood, Simon sneakily grabbed Jason’s balls and squeezed. Hard.
Jason bellowed out in pain in his deep voice. The squeeze had done the trick. It had kickstarted Jason’s nuts into producing testosterone. They were practically throbbing. With every throb, Jason gained muscle. Abs formed, and his chest broadened until it was so large, it would strain the fabric of any wifebeater he wore.
Soon, Jason was as muscular as the other jocks. He felt an itch in his pits. He raised his arms and started scratching his heavy bushes. As he ran his fingers through the messy jungle, he realised he had more hair. He paused and stared at his hairy pits. He could see the hair growing thicker. And it looked like he was stunk even more.
Simon and Alex high-fived, exposing their own thick bushes of messy pit hair. Their work was almost done. Now, all they had to do was to make Jason as dumb as them. Suddenly, the bell rang, signalling the start of the first period.
It looked like they would have to send Jason to class first. If all three of them were late, people would start to get suspicious. Simon would have to finish what he started later.
None of Jason’s clothes fit the hairy jock anymore, so Alex gave him some of his old clothes and jockstrap. Jason slowly got dressed, in a daze. He still had not fully processed what had happened. The singlet was a tight fit, especially over his chest. His erect nipples poked through. His thick chest hair poked out from the top. Jason grabbed the thatch and sighed.
His bushes of pit fur could still be seen, despite his arms being by his sides. The outline of his cock bulged through the shorts, making it look like there was a round bulge. Jason’s legs were exposed, and everyone would be able to see the thick hair that had sprouted there.
Jason turned and walked out of the locker room. He winced as he felt his cock flopping and banging from side to side. He adopted the swagger that all jocks had to stop his manhood from hitting his legs so much.